Hunters Web 소설 & 이야기

His voice sounds increasingly angry with each word . " Which part ? " I scoff . " All of it . I could never kill Diana even if someone took my soul and replaced it with a hunter's ! " He hits back with rage . Hunters are said to be humans with above average abilities , their only aim is to rid the world of supernatural species , more often than not , they tend to go for werewolves and vampires the most . They usually leave seers , witches and related species alone . His statement didn't make sense in the least.

I asked. Abuelo looks at me seriously, “Diego really was a bastard and didn’t teach you or your siblings a damn thing.” He growled, but continued. “Hunters for werewolves are very dangerous. They are humans with special abilities to see who are wolves. They have an uncanny amount of strength that rivals our own. They are the worst predators for us because they have special abilities to seek us out and not be detected in the process.” Then Aiden adds, “Hunters are assholes. Even when they say they want to help, they really don’t and backstab everyone. They are definitely not allies.”

I asked. Abuelo looks at me seriously, “Diego really was a bastard and didn’t teach you or your siblings a damn thing.” He growled, but continued. “Hunters for werewolves are very dangerous. They are humans with special abilities to see who are wolves. They have an uncanny amount of strength that rivals our own. They are the worst predators for us because they have special abilities to seek us out and not be detected in the process.” Then Aiden adds, “Hunters are assholes. Even when they say they want to help, they really don’t and backstab everyone. They are definitely not allies.”

he murmured. “I’ve sent pictures of the one hunter I’m aware of to your emails. There are two more human hunters living in town. They haven’t made a move on us yet which means we can’t just kill them without due cause. For the next few weeks I will make it my personal mission to locate any and all hunters in Cloverdale,” I said. “I don’t know about the rest of you, but if any hunter sets foot on my territory, he’s dead,” Christopher said. “I agree, these hunters are smart, they track our movements and if your territory is breached it’s an act of war,” I said to them.

Nonetheless, I am waiting for his reaction when I finally apprehend him. Master Gao has been quite helpful. He has found a way of infiltrating Connor's camp and gathering Intel on him. The douchebag has no idea that most of his recruits are on our side. He has been training a group of Master Gao's students to become hunters as well. He did fly an advert on the dark web. What he does not know is the fact that Jeremy and I run that web. We are hackers after all.

The same man who had spoken earlier sounded weaker now as he quietly whispered, "That he has found a group of humans working together with half vampires. They are creating some sort of cult." "Not a cult," someone immediately cut him off. "But a clan of Hunters. They said that they would hunt vampires whom they have deemed dangerous." *]:pointer-events-auto R6Vx5W_threadScrollVars scroll-mb-[calc(var(--scroll-root-safe-area-inset-bottom,0px)+var(--thread-response-height))] scroll-mt-[calc(var(--header-height)+min(200px,max(70px,20svh)))]" dir="auto" data-turn-id="request-WEB:3ebb9b8f-d875-4d4d-8b86-f352c0788152-12" data-turn-id-container="request-WEB:3ebb9b8f-d875-4d4d-8b86-f352c0788152-12"

She asked at once, stalling Archer’s words. His eyes darkened as he looked at her. “The Hunters.” She looked at him confused. “The hunters? Who are the hunters?” “They catch werewolves and kill them sometimes.” “No!” “I’m afraid, yes.” Clarissa a hand on her lip to stop screaming obscenities. She hated her brother even more at that moment. “But, why would they do that?”

His voice is grim as he says a moment later, “Well, we found the murder weapon.” “Why would anyone leave it behind?” Ted demands. The delegate from the Wind Winder Pack who had picked it up first, murmurs, “Look at the Insignia on it.” The rest of the delegates from his pack hiss when they see the symbol, “Venatores!” “What?” I demand, walking over. “Hunters,” Lucas explains, his voice tight. “They are a long line of Hunters. But I’ve never come across - How certain are you?!”

One day he decided to walk into the woods and no one has ever seen him since. My name is Lucas Harrison. I am considered the best tracker and hunter in the town. Not only animals but also Paranormal beings. All-day and all night, people in our town searched, lighting the way with flashlights and lanterns. Searching with dogs and carrying shotguns. It all seemed like a horror movie waiting to happen.